My mom gave me a haircut today (I wrote this when I was home). She gave my dad, brother and I haircuts while I was growing up – same(ish) great(ish) haircut, same great price!. She was the Henry Ford of haircuts, we could have any haircut we wanted as long as it was the one she did.
Here were some overheard in the barber’s chair (a stool from our kitchen) snippiets:
Mom: Oof!
Minutes later.
Mom: Wow …
Minutes later.
[Mom asking for clarification on what I want.]
Me: I don’t know. Something that looks decent?
Mom: Well I don’t know what it’ll look like.
(Swell.)
Minutes later.
Mom: Oooh. Whitewalled.
Me: Good. I’ve been wanting to look more militaristic.
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Anywho … Thanks for the haircut ma!
DumbFunnery 
Comments on: "Haircut – Weekly Wacko (69)" (4)
Although I don’t get a haircut very often, when I do, it is always cut by my wife. EVERYTIME she starts, she goes I don’t remember how I did it last time. scary…
haha – I can’t make fun of that because I go and don’t remember every time what I want. What I really want to say is, “just make me look nice please.” But they don’t like that.
My mom used to give me haircuts too. My “favorite” thing to hear was when she’d say ‘oops’. Always a comfort.
haha yep – you got it